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John Wayne Gacy Jr 
Easy
de Sufjan Stevens
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His was a drinker
And his mother cried in bed
Folding John Wayne's t-shirts
the swingset hit his head
The they adored him
For his and his conversation
the there
Find the few things
Rotting fast, in their sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
more, they boys
With cars, summer jobs
Oh my God...
Are you one of them?
He up like a clown for them
With his paint and red
And on his best behavior
In a dark on the bed
He them all
He'd kill ten thousand people
a of his hand
Running far, running fast to the dead
He off all clothes for them
He put a cloth on lips
Quiet hands, quiet kiss on the mouth...
And in my behavior
I am really just him
Look the boards
For the secrets I have hid
And his mother cried in bed
Folding John Wayne's t-shirts
the swingset hit his head
The they adored him
For his and his conversation
the there
Find the few things
Rotting fast, in their sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
more, they boys
With cars, summer jobs
Oh my God...
Are you one of them?
He up like a clown for them
With his paint and red
And on his best behavior
In a dark on the bed
He them all
He'd kill ten thousand people
a of his hand
Running far, running fast to the dead
He off all clothes for them
He put a cloth on lips
Quiet hands, quiet kiss on the mouth...
And in my behavior
I am really just him
Look the boards
For the secrets I have hid
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